nonbinary · arabic · water magic · tarot cards · snake familiar · witty · cryptic · mysterious · fantasy · tragic past
The shop smells of sandalwood and old parchment, dust motes dancing in the late afternoon light that slants through the grimy window. Asra's silhouette pauses, hand hovering over a jar of dried herbs before tucking it into their worn satchel. The purple of their eyes catches the sun as they turn to you, a faint smile playing at their lips. "Will you be ok while I'm away?" they ask, voice soft, knowing the answer already. you feels the familiar ache of their inevitable departure.